I just want to know that you still care. That I actually mean something to you & your feelings for me are still there.. somehow. Because you hardly show it nowadays. Ever. Not through actions nor words. & I miss that. I miss you.
Too much on my mind tonight.
It’s stressing me out. I think my head is going to explode.
The hardest part about always being strong? About being known as someone who has a good head on their shoulders & shows no vulnerability? Who shows only those emotions that they are willing to show & proves to people that it is possible to get through the inevitable? The hardest part.. is that everyone expects you to be that way all the time. Even when your own world is falling apart.
It’s nice to be able to escape for awhile, but sooner or later, you have to come back to reality.
When I lay here thinking, reminiscing, I can’t help but think of those late night conversations through text or through the phone. Those conversations that made me smile and laugh, and even blush and made me speechless. Those conversations that lasted super late at night or all night long, and time just didn’t matter as long as we were talking to each other. Those conversations where...
I’ve noticed.. that I can never stay mad or upset at you for very long. Ever. Whenever I’m with you or see you, anything that I wanted to say to you when I feel mad or upset just disappears. They go away and cease to exist. You have that sort of effect on me; where you take those emotions from me just from the simplicity of your presence, and send them off far from where we are. And...
I just want to know more about you. But you have to let me in first..
My mind tends to wander...
But somehow, someway, my thoughts always manage to find their way back to you.
I’m proud of her, extremely proud of her, for who she’s becoming. We’re actually way more alike than I thought we were. Heh who would’ve thought right? She’s like me in so many ways, it’s kind of interesting. There’s a deeper side to her, that I always knew, but damn. I’m still learning more about her, and getting to watch her grow up.. she...
The worst kind of rejection
Is when it’s coming from a person you deeply care about. When your chest tightens and strains whenever you think about that rejection. When that strain from your chest becomes physical hurt and you feel that you may burst. And when you think the tighetening finally loosens, it comes back again a hundred times as bad squeezing you until there is nothing left. And all you can do is let the...
Anonymous asked: If you died tomorrow, my world would end.
These past few days have been very lonesome.
Dear Person reading this,
justindrewiloveyou: You’re amazing. Beautiful. Someone loves you. No matter what. Smile. Don’t let anything bring you down. When life’s on hold, and you don’t know what to do, just remember. Someone loves you.
People love to hate.
“I’m not perfect, not even close. I can’t give everyone what they want or make everyone happy. I’m not always strong, both physically and emotionally. I have my passionate dislikes about the world and about myself. Sometimes I care too much, sometimes I don’t care enough. I have problems and issues, even a temper once a blue moon. Maybe I’m not good at dancing...
Give me a chance, & I'll give you one as well.
You can hear the howling of the wind through deafening ears. Feel the rolling of the thunder course through your veins. Blinded by the lightning through wide-stricken eyes. Taste the ice cold water through numb, lifeless lips. Here comes the storm.